He could have been referring to this, but he was actually referring to this, which had parked itself outside our neighborhood Duane Reade.

I laughed and so did a man walking a few feet away, who said over his shoulder, "I can't wait for my grandbabies to get talking like that!" He was carrying a mop and a bucket and had a friendly face. He went on to tell me he had 1-year-old twin granddaughters who he could NOT tell apart, who were adorrrable (showed us a pic on his phone) and also that he was 53, approaching a 3rd Christmas without his mother, that he was an only child and he just (as in days/weeks) ago, found out he was adopted. So, "a lot to deal with" he said. And with a cheerful goodbye and a pivot, we shook hands and he went on his way in one direction and I on mine in another.

And that's the kind of Christmas one person's having in the world right now.